IT SAYS much about the enigma that is Liverpool under Rafa Benitez that, having knocked Real Madrid off their perch in their own sumptuous backyard, the conquering heroes can return home to headlines which barely find the time to muster a perfunctory olé before they are replaced by the bookies offering bets on the manager’s successor, Rick Parry jumping ship, a reopening of the debate about the genius or otherwise of Stevie Gerrard and the plaintive sound, as clockwork regular as the first stirrings of spring, of the Anfield faithful once again borrowing that line from Van The Man: wouldn’t it be great if it was like this all the time?
